Looking at the busy people coming and going with wreaths, Zhao Anran was completely panicked.
An hour ago, he had a phone call with the city chief and asked Li Qubing to treat the city chief.
Only an hour had passed, and the mourning hall had been set up, obviously preparing for the funeral.
"Sir, something is going to happen!"
Zhao Anran exclaimed, rushed out of the car decisively, and hurriedly entered the second floor of the villa with Lin Pingfan.
In the room, there was the sound of crying, accompanied by the beeping sound of the instrument.
Zheng Yuanwen was lying on the bed, unconscious. His face was blue and purple, and an oxygen tube was inserted into his nostrils.
Five or six people stood in the room with their heads bowed in silence, showing their sadness.
"Madam, how is the city leader!?"
"Why is a mourning hall suddenly built!?"
Entering the room, Zhao Anran eagerly asked Hong Xueman, the wife of the city leader.
There is also a curve displayed on the monitor. Although the amplitude is not large, it shows that Zheng Yuanwen is still alive and will not be held in mourning hall.
"Zhao Anran, you...you still dare to come!"
"If it weren't for you, Yuan Wen...how could he not be saved!"
Hong Xueman cried softly, her makeup soaked with tears, and scolded Zhao Anran angrily.
Following her angry rebuke, the other five or six people in the room stared at him with malicious eyes!
Zhao Anran looked stunned and didn't understand why he was angry at him!
"Madam, what are you talking about!?"
"I got the news about the accident in the city head and rushed here as soon as possible."
"And he also brought a miracle doctor to the city to bring him back to life!"
Hong Xueman wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, twitched her nose, and asked Zhao Anran with reproach in her eyes: "Zhao Anran, Yuanwen was seriously ill and bedridden last night. When I called you in the middle of the night, you turned off your phone!"
"Everyone knows that Divine Doctor Li from the Imperial Capital has been in Haizhou recently. The purpose of his coming to Haizhou is to treat you!"
"But when Yuanwen called Divine Doctor Li last night, he said he didn't have time and was treating a very important person!"
"Zhao Anran, whose life is more important than the life of the city leader!? How dare he not come to treat the city leader!"
The more Hong Xueman talked, the more excited she got. What she meant was that Li Qubing was treating Zhao Anran last night and ignored Zheng Yuanwen.
Zhao Anran was confused after listening to Hong Xueman's words.
It was true that his cell phone was turned off last night, but his illness had been cured by Lin Pingfan long ago!
In addition, he was not with Li Qubing last night, let alone who he treated!
"Madam, how could I not let Divine Doctor Li treat the city leader?!"
"I really wasn't with Divine Doctor Li last night. If I was with him, how could I let him..."
"Enough!"
Zhao Anran was just halfway through his explanation when Hong Xueman interrupted him directly: "Zhao Anran, you don't need to explain, your attitude has already explained everything!"
"Is he the miracle doctor you call the miracle doctor who can rejuvenate your body!?"
With that said, Hong Xueman pointed angrily at Lin Pingfan. Her actions made Lin Pingfan frown. It didn't feel good to lie down with a gun.
"Even if you don't let Li Qubing come, you can at least find a famous doctor in Haizhou and you'll still be able to save your face!"
"I think he hasn't even grown any hair, so he wants to treat Yuanwen? Zhao Anran, Yuanwen treats you well, how can you treat him like this, find something that doesn't even have hair to deal with us!"
Faced with Hongxueman's accusation, Zhao Anran felt bitter in his heart and could not express it.
"Madam, I know how the city chief treats me, so I specially invited Lin Xiaoyou to treat the city chief!"
"Even my illness was cured by Lin Xiaoyou!"
Although Zhao Anran forcefully explained, who would believe that a young man in his twenties has superb medical skills!?
"Zhao Anran, get out of the Zheng family. You are not welcome in the Zheng family!"
Zheng Yuanwen's son Zheng Rongxuan looked gloomy at this time, spoke angrily, and directly issued an order to expel the guest.
At this time, Zhao Anran was completely panicked and didn't know what to do, so he looked at Lin Pingfan for help.
Lin Pingfan always observed Zheng Yuanwen's situation.
Although his breathing was weak, his breath was like silk, his condition was weak, and there was a faint black haze between his brows, he was indeed terminally ill.
"If you talk for a little longer, Chief Zheng will really die in the west."
He spoke slowly, interrupting everyone.
"How dare you dare to curse my father!" Zheng Rongxuan's face suddenly darkened and he scolded him sternly!
Hong Xueman was furious, pointed at the tip of Lin Pingfan's nose and yelled: "Who are you? You have no right to speak here!"
"You and Zhao Anran get out of here immediately, otherwise our Zheng family will not let you go!"
Faced with the two scoldings, Lin Pingfan remained expressionless and did not get angry: "If I turn around and leave, the mourning hall downstairs will really be used!"
As soon as these words were said, not to mention Hong Xueman and her son, even the other Zheng family members became furious instantly!
Some people dare to curse the market leader to death in front of them. Such people deserve to die!
"Mad, you dare to curse my father and seek death!"
Zheng Rongxuan's eyes were fierce, he picked up a chair and rushed towards Lin Pingfan.
"If I don't curse him, will he die?"
"Even if you don't believe me, you should have heard the saying, treat a dead horse like a living horse."
"Although it doesn't sound good, it's better than doing nothing."
When Lin Pingfan said this, Zheng Rongxuan immediately stopped his impulsive behavior and his expression became uncertain.
The whole room fell silent, they really did nothing!
"What a dead horse being treated as a living horse doctor. Didn't Zhao Anran say you have a way to save my father? Then you can treat him!"
"If my father is not saved, all the responsibilities and consequences will be borne by you!"
Zheng Rongxuan suppressed his anger and lowered his voice.
"no problem."
Lin Pingfan agreed without hesitation, leaving the Zheng family stunned and wondering where he got his confidence.
If the blame is placed on him afterwards, he will face death.
"But, what if I save Chief Zheng!?"
Facing Lin Pingfan's words, everyone sneered and showed contempt.
Zheng Rongxuan sneered gloomily: "Haha, if you can save my father, I will kneel down and thank you!"
Lin Pingfan didn't waste any more nonsense. After nodding in agreement, he walked directly to Zheng Yuanwen's bed.
When I pressed my palm, a silver needle suddenly appeared.
Pierce directly into the Tianling point on the top of Zheng Yuanwen's head.
This needle is fast, accurate and stable!
Immediately afterwards, the second silver needle pierced out.
Pierce the temple accurately.
Hands rise and fall.
Then the third root, the fourth root, the fifth root...
The thirteenth silver needle pierced the Renzhong point!
The room was extremely quiet, and time seemed to stand still. Everyone was staring at Zheng Yuanwen nervously.
But Zheng Yuanwen's originally pale face actually turned red.
Even his breathing became smooth and strong, and his expression was peaceful!
Everyone present was stunned on the spot, looking at Zheng Yuanwen in disbelief as his chest kept rising and falling.
"alright."
Suddenly, Lin Pingfan's words broke the silence, and he looked at Zheng Rongxuan with indifferent eyes.